Courtyard House: Drunk and tipsy, the whole courtyard exposed at the start.

Seeing this, Scarface Third Brother grabbed a wooden stick and rushed over to protect him. He was willing to do anything to get a chance to show his face in front of Boss Biao!

Although they were street urchins, they knew who their benefactors were. Nearly half of the families in Nanluoguxiang had benefited from Zhang the Great Philanthropist's kindness! Even if they hadn't received remittance certificates for low-income families, military dependents, or martyrs, and no one in their family had ever been to the factory built because of Biao Ye's invention, Biao Ye's vertical farming technology had been promoted throughout Nanluoguxiang in the past two years. Who hadn't tried it?

We have to thank Master Biao for this!

When Boss Biao is in trouble, it is our duty to step forward and help him!

But as soon as Scarface Third Brother took two steps, an older companion grabbed him tightly around the waist.

"Sanzi, are you crazy! Look closely at what those people are wearing!"

"A general's coat! A general's overcoat!"

"Those are the children of high-ranking officials; their families are all high-ranking leaders. For us street thugs to go up there is just suicide!"

"Go report it to the police immediately!"

Scarface Third Brother was so anxious that he stomped his feet, but his companions held him back. They also knew that it was not convenient to confront these sons of high-ranking officials directly.

The class divide between them is something they dare not cross.

But before they could report it to the police, Zhao Weiguo hurriedly skated across from the middle of the ice rink.

As a member of the compound and also Mu Wanqing's class monitor, he had to take charge of this matter.

Zhao Weiguo stood between Zhang Dabiao and Tian Yiming, attempting to mediate.

"Tian Yiming! What are you doing!"

"This is my classmate, Mu Wanqing. Don't cause trouble here!"

Tian Yiming glanced at Zhao Weiguo with a look of disdain.

He suddenly raised his leg and slapped Zhao Weiguo hard in the side waist.

Zhao Weiguo, who was already unsteady on his feet while wearing ice skates, fell flat on his back on the ice and slid several meters away.

"Zhao Weiguo, who do you think you are?"

"A good-for-nothing who went off to learn to play musical instruments and sing, abandoning a proper soldier to become an actor, does he even have the right to meddle in my business, Tian Yiming's affairs?"

"You and Gao Feng have completely disgraced our compound!"

Tian Yiming was extremely arrogant, pointing at Zhao Weiguo on the ground and cursing loudly.

He didn't take Zhang Dabiao seriously at all.

He had inquired about Zhang Dabiao's background; he was just a nouveau riche who had made some money trading foreign exchange. In the eyes of these privileged children, no matter how rich he was, he was still just an ordinary citizen.

With no power or influence, they could easily find a charge to kill him. If Zhang Dabiao dared to fight back, all twenty-odd of these compound kids together could beat him to a pulp.

Even if they end up in jail, they can get them released with just one phone call.

Zhang Dabiao, regardless of winning or losing, will have to go to jail.

This is the source of their unbridled confidence.

Tian Yiming just wanted to pick a fight. Either Zhang Dabiao would back down and give in, or Mu Wanqing would obediently accompany them ice skating and become friends.

Zhang Dabiao walked expressionlessly to Zhao Weiguo's side and lifted him up.

Zhao Weiguo clutched his lower back, in so much pain he couldn't straighten up.

"Weiguo, thank you for your hard work."

"Take a few girls and get them ashore first."

Zhang Dabiao's voice was very calm, without a trace of anger.

But those who know him well understand that this is a sign that he is about to use a heavy hand to overturn the table.

Zhao Weiguo tried to dissuade him, but Zhang Dabiao pushed him away.

Zhao Weiguo quickly led Mu Wanqing and the other two women to the safe shore. Scarface and the others also came over to help protect Mu Wanqing and the others, so they could lend a hand if anything happened.

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A large area of ​​space was instantly cleared up on the shore and in the center of the ice rink.

All the onlookers held their breath, not daring to make a sound.

During the fight, Zhang Dabiao safely transferred his female friends to the shore while he himself didn't run away—that proved he was going to fight head-on.

Then everyone got interested. They were just killing time during the Chinese New Year, and this kind of scene was quite rare.

One of the habits of Chinese people is to love watching a spectacle.

Zhang Dabiao walked to the middle of the ice rink and, imitating Fujita Tsuyoshi from the movie Fist of Fury, twisted his neck, making a cracking sound.

He stared at Tian Yiming across from him, his voice not loud, but it carried clearly throughout the entire room.

"Dude, you looking for trouble, huh? Fine, let's draw the line. How do you want to play? I'll play along."

Tian Yiming looked up – yes, it's been two years since Da Biao was born, and his physique has settled. He's now 188 cm tall, while Tian Yiming is only 174 cm, a difference of more than ten centimeters.

Tian Yiming tilted his head back and chuckled, "Fine, at least you didn't hide behind a woman. You're not a real man."

"Everyone says that you, Zhang Dabiao, can take on thirteen men in the steel mill's security department and eighteen men at the entrance of the art academy. I don't believe it. I want to test my skills against you."

"You win. We'll turn around and leave. From now on, wherever you, Zhang Dabiao, are, we kids from the compound will treat you with respect."

"What if you lose..."

Tian Yiming tilted his head mischievously, looking in Mu Wanqing's direction, and then whispered, "Let those girls become friends with us, it'll be good for everyone..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Dabiao suddenly widened his eyes and took a step back in fright: "What?!"

"You want that girl to be your lover? She's not even 15 yet, still a minor. How could you possibly do that to her?"

"Are you an animal?"

The moment those words were spoken, the entire room erupted in cheers!

Everyone stared at the three girls. Qin Jingru, the shortest of them, pointed her finger at her nose and looked completely bewildered as she confirmed it.

At 15, a minor, isn't he all alone?

Then everyone looked at Tian Yiming with very strange eyes. Only then did Tian Yiming realize what was happening, and his face turned green!

Then Qin Jingru blushed and yelled, "You're a pervert!"

Then someone on the shore shouted—"Hit him!"

And so, the crowd began to shout, "Attack him!"

"Hit him!"

"Hit him! Hit the pervert! Hit the lecher! Hit the perverted lecher!"

"Beat the perverts, beat the lechers!"

"no……"

"No……"

"I……"

Tian Yiming wanted to explain, but it was completely impossible to explain clearly. He had provoked the girls, he had tilted his head to look at the girls as they made demands of Zhang Dabiao, and he had tried to speak in a low voice—

He couldn't explain it; he was so frustrated!

"Zhang Dabiao, you fucking tricked me?!"

Tian Yiming lost his temper and rushed forward to throw a punch. Zhang Dabiao didn't dodge or evade, and Tian Yiming punched him squarely in the nose. He fell to the ground, his nose bleeding.

Tian Yiming was stunned. [No—]

Didn't this guy say he could take on thirteen or eighteen at once?

"How can you be so weak? I knocked you down with just one punch?"

Have I recently mastered a great deal of skill?

[No, there's a conspiracy!]

Zhang Dabiao did it on purpose; he wanted everyone to see that the other party had attacked first. He immediately stood up and said righteously, "Oh ho? You perverted lecher, you dare to launch a sneak attack and commit violence in public?!"

Then Zhang Dabiao slapped him across the face.

—Snap—

"Go to hell!"

Before Tian Yiming could even parry, he was slapped so hard he spun like a top. Because he was still wearing ice skates, he first did a magnificent 360°*3 spins, then fell to the ground and slid a long way.

Then he just lay there on the ground, motionless.

"Dead?" Zhang Dabiao was shocked. He had been careful with his strength. He leaned forward and asked.

But Tian Yiming suddenly twitched, then pushed himself up from his knees with his hands on the ground. He was dazed, his mouth was swollen, and blood was dripping onto the ice...

"Nongxiha..."

The children from the surrounding compound didn't understand and asked, "Brother Yiming, what did you say?"

"Make me happy!"

"Joy! Joy! Joy! Joy! Joy!"

"Oh, wonderful!"